Emmanuelle IV Page #3

To be burned,

when you let down your guard.

Hands and limbs clenched in battle.

Breasts, the stomach, the crotch.

To give deeply and penetrate

the c*nt, penetrate it deeply.

Turned inside out, the naked flesh.

The embrace that takes us

far away from this world.

The cry of ecstasy that tears you

away from yourself.

All that I'd like to live out with

you, but not yet, my love, later.

You must think it over. One day

I will find you again, my love.

I would learn this strange pleasure:

The man I love will betray me

one day - but with myself.

So, did he recognize you?

- No, I don't think so.

You sound as if you're sorry.

Well, he didn't recognize me,

but he's not yet ready to forget me.

Where's Rodrigo?

- There.

I hope I haven't been too long.

I'd like to know you, I'd like to

make love with you, for a long time.

I want to make hard love with you,

I want to find the pleasure.

For both of us love will be fantastic.

You will feel the same.

Emmanuelle...

I want it now, here and now.

- Where?

Follow me.

Let's go to my room, come.

- No...

The magician is here.

Oswaldo, may I introduce my fianc.

Since when did we become engaged?

- Right now.

Why not? After all,

Brazil is a country of contrasts.

She looks like you.

Like the day looks like the night.

Well, we complement each other.

- Like night and day...

Would you like me

to hypnotize your fianc?

Here she is.

- Come, I will take you somewhere.

But without going anywhere.

It's you, I'd like to hypnotize.

- I don't want to.

I don't believe in that rubbish,

I'm a Westerner.

You'd be better off

with a true Brazilian, like Maria.

I defy you to resist me

for more than 30 seconds.

Is it true you want to leave?

Yes, there's a man

I don't want to meet.

I hope it's not Rodrigo.

- No, him I like.

He lives in the Amazonas, he works

there with his assistant Suzanna.

And what does he do down there?

- He's a doctor.

Come, we must leave.

The bestiality of this scene

troubled me. Maybe even excited me.

I was even surprised

at the effect it had on me.

Do you find me pretty?

More or less pretty, desirable.

I would have liked to see her

down in the dirt as well.

Unless she herself

hadn't dragged me down.

It would be soft and gentle,

in the dirt.

You open your mouth,

spread your legs and your lips.

Let yourself be entered

by this limp tepidity

that so easily mixes

with my own similar feelings.

Little girl, do you know we have

lips down there, and lips up here?

They are the ones we adorn with

the greatest care, and sometimes

while thinking about

the other ones...

Do you feel pretty?

I saw her coming towards me.

Take it off.

I couldn't resist the temptation

of the body offered me.

Maria, is it not fair to say

that dirt is feminine?

I find you attractive.

But I don't love you.

Escaping my love, escaping Marc,

I was now in the wilderness.

I was escaping myself. Sometimes, I

felt like throwing myself into solitude.

Sometimes, it seemed that no man

I met would be able to satisfy me.

I wanted them all,

and I had flings with all of them.

With Nelson,

the father of Maria's fianc.

Am I bothering you?

- No, on the contrary.

Tonight, when the moon rises,

I will wait all alone in my room.

Naked, under the sheet,

just for you.

Afterwards I will disappear.

But do not look for me.

You will think of me as a dream.

After the father, I had a longing

for the embrace of the two sons:

Alfonso, Maria's fianc, and Miguel,

his brother who Maria also coveted.

So, Maria, you want to make love?

You, the fianc of my brother!

You want me to f*** you?

If my woman did that to me,

I'd kill her.

To f*** the brother of your fianc.

So, you like him, huh?

I found the feeling I had, watching

Nadine being f***ed in the ass.

I never liked Maria much,

but I really hated this man.

What did you tell my mate, b*tch?

And I wanted even more

that my friend had pleasure

out of the humiliation

he submitted her to.

He was very brutal, but I was ready

to follow him at his wish.

During this inner journey

that seemed like an initiation

I never stopped asking myself

who I really was.

If Marc gives me a sign,

I'll run to him.

I run after pleasure.

I seek it everywhere.

I don't find happiness.

Even though I'm 30 years old

I don't know how to use my face

nor the young body

they've made for me.

Listen, in your new life,

when were you most happy?

When I saw Marc at the party.

Always Marc...

Do you want to see Marc again?

- No.

What do you want, then?

- I want to leave.

If only I knew what to do. Bye.

Where are you going?

- I'll call you every day.

In front of this defenseless body,

overwhelmed by sleep

I let myself get carried away

into fantasies.

An enormous river carried me away

under a sky heavy with passion.

Carried away, toward what end?

They say you never bathe twice

in the same river.

Water changes relentlessly.

But the river moves, true to itself.

Los Angeles.

My meeting with Marc.

My decision to disappear,

to become another, in another body.

It was impossible to forget who I

used to be before this new body.

I saw again the milestones

that marked my journey.

We were going up a small,

canopy covered river.

As if in the embrace

of a luxurious vegetation.

Dona had urged me

to find Rodrigo again.

He was a doctor

in a brushy outpost.

She probably wanted me away

from Marc and closer to her.

Suzanna, his assistant,

took me to him.

How long yet

before we are with Rodrigo?

Not much longer now.

- Good.

So, I was finishing yet a chapter.

Was I getting further away from Marc?

Maybe I was on my way

to get closer to him.

Suzanna, wait for me.

I'd like to know

how you used to be before.

I was both the same and different.

I was a virgin just before I met you.

- What are you saying?

No matter.

I'm here, with you.

And I want to make love... now.

But, here?

They put you in prison for less.

Prison? For a bit of fun?

In the middle of the street, yes.

- So, let's take a walk.

It's dangerous at night.

- Yes, but more exciting.

And you are here to take care of me.

Rodrigo, there's no danger.

Are you sure about that?

- Yes... What's that?

Nothing. Let's go back to the hotel.

- No.

Rodrigo, this is fun.

- Emmanuelle, let's go now.

I was afraid. I saw myself

being caught in this evil place.

By these horny youths, coming out

from the dark, like wolves.

I chose the most savage

and primitive one.

I must confess something.

On this bed of garbage,

in the arms of this brute

I had the most shattering orgasm.

I discovered joy.

I hadn't seen Emmanuelle

for a month. She was gone.

I often asked myself

what had become of her.

Had she tried to return to the past

searching for what she was

in her first appearance?

What's going on?

It's very bad, she's been

locked up for three days now.

You should have called me.

- She didn't want to.

If you can get her to talk, fine.

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